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I heard a train tonight. Its horn echoed across the miles between me and the tracks. At least 8 miles away. It's the first time in years I have heard a train. My window for once was open. The night air was clear and cold. And that mournful sound echoed into my bedroom in the way only a trains horns can. I wonder what it is that train is carrying. Is it orange juice? So many box cars from florida carrying the precious nectar to the harbor to ship to lands not kissed by the tropical sun. Maybe it is coal and oil? Rushed from the mountains to the Harbor where it will be sent to give warmth to people who have none? Or maybe it was people? Racing to points unknown, to do tasks important to them and irrelevant to me?
I heard a train tonight. It was moving, driving this country onwards. And it sounded so sad.
I heard a train tonight. It was moving, driving this country onwards. And it sounded so sad.